Wonderland

Chapter 277 Beilan Palace

After confirming that it is feasible to open a passage through the Soul Devouring Fire Gu, Xiao Lin was not in a hurry to leave.

It's not that he still has any nostalgia for this place, but that he is thinking whether it is the best time to leave now.

A large number of low-level monsters will inevitably lead the attack at the beginning, and more and more will gather. In the end, those real-level monsters or even emperor-level monsters will definitely not be able to sit still.

At that time, the attack of the beast horde will really reach its climax. Under such an attack, even if Ziyang Immortal City can resist for some time, this time will never be too long.

If he leaves now, Xiao Lin is worried that he will run into a real-level monster on the road. If he encounters an emperor-level monster, his life will be lost.

If the emperor-level monsters also came to attack the city and fight with the people of the Beilan Sect, this might be the best time for him to leave.

And before leaving, Xiao Lin still wanted to try and practice the Ghost Secret Art and Burning Blood Secret Art. For Xiao Lin, it was unrealistic to practice these two secret arts in a very short period of time.

However, as long as he masters one, it will be of great help to his subsequent escape from Zisun Immortal City.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin took out the metal sheet from the storage bag, put it in front of him, and began to ponder it carefully.

In a mountain range in the Southern Territory.

The continuous mountain range continued to the end of the world. In these mountains stood countless huge peaks, each of which was a thousand feet high, and above each peak, there were more than a dozen small peaks hanging upside down.

Magical artifacts of various colors shuttle between these peaks, making people almost suspect that they have come to a fairyland on earth.

Among them, the tallest mountain is one thousand and several hundreds of feet long, and the thick mountain stands out from the crowd, which is extremely conspicuous among the mountain peaks.

On the tip of this mountain peak, there is also a huge mountain peak hanging upside down, which is a hundred feet high. On top of this upside-down mountain peak is a flat rock that is tens of miles long. On this rock, stands the A magnificent palace.

In front of the gate of the palace, dozens of thick giant pillars stand upright, supporting a huge dome. You can vaguely see a huge plaque above the gate, engraved with the word "Bei Lan". Sword intent.

Passing through the stone gate, there is a dark passageway, and when entering the depths of the passageway, it gradually becomes brighter. Dozens of monks in hemp robes are standing on both sides, with their hands down, their eyes sweeping forward from time to time, their faces full of light. They are all respectful colors.

In the deepest part of the hall, on a golden recliner, sat an old man in his seventies with a ferocious face. The old man was full of white hair, the roots were extremely thick, and stood upside down, looking extremely messy.

However, the old man's face did not have the slightest wrinkle, almost like that of a newborn baby, white with red in it.

The old man was wearing a rough linen green robe, with no expression on his face, but a thoughtful gleam occasionally flashed in his deep eyes.

The entire hall was silent, and the oppressive atmosphere made people feel extremely uncomfortable. The dozens of hemp-robed monks below were even more silent. While looking at each other, they all saw helplessness in the eyes of each other.

"How is Dong Changli now?" After a while, the old man in the rough linen green robe asked.

A grey-haired old man in his fifties at the front hurriedly bowed and saluted, and replied: "Reporting to the Third Supreme Elder, Junior Brother Dong is currently fighting with monsters in Ziri Immortal City. In the past ten days, although the horde of beasts has been ferocious, But most of the monsters that come here are mortal monsters, although there are real monsters, there are not many, so we can still support it."

"Meng Xuan?"

Hearing the old man in the rough linen green robe speak, a [-]-year-old strong man walked out from the crowd below, and saluted respectfully: "The disciple is here, what is the order of the Third Supreme Elder?"

"Among the many disciples of the second generation of Golden Core, your cultivation can be regarded as upper-middle. If you think about it, your cultivation in the middle stage of Golden Core is enough to replace your Senior Brother Dong. You should go to Purple Sun Immortal City and replace Dong Changli. After all, I have led many disciples and monsters to death for more than ten days, and I need a good rest."

"Disciple obeys." Dissatisfaction appeared in the eyes of the bowed strong man, but it was only fleeting. Even though he felt wronged in every possible way, he knew that in front of the Supreme Third Elder in front of him, he would never give up. Never show it.

Otherwise, violating the responsibility of the Supreme Elder would be enough for the old man in coarse linen robes to kill himself on the spot.

What's more, if I replaced Dong Changli in the past, it didn't mean that I would be in danger. The monster's attack lasted for a long time.

Even if the worst result occurs, at most the Purple Sun Immortal City will be breached. Once such a situation occurs, I will leave immediately through the hidden teleportation array in the Purple Sun Immortal City.

Let those low-level casual cultivators and ordinary mortals in Purple Sun Immortal City be handed over to the monsters, as long as they can guarantee their own safety.

Thinking of this, the forty-year-old man raised his head, and the dissatisfaction on his face turned into obedience.

"He Wuya."

"The disciple is here." Another scribe walked out of the crowd, with a fair face and regular features, which was the standard configuration of a handsome man.

The old man in the rough linen green robe glanced at this person lightly, and said: "The attack of the beast tide will be upgraded by a level, and the dormant emperor-level beasts will almost be unbearable. You and Meng Xuan go there together!" , It’s good to be able to kill one or two evil beasts, but if you really can’t kill them, don’t force them, or just give up Zisun Immortal City.”

"Yes." The scribe nodded, bowed and saluted, and left the hall together with the Golden Core cultivator named Meng Xuan.

After the two left, the entire hall became empty again, and the eyes of the old man in the rough linen green robe also closed slightly, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

The people below still didn't dare to leave, and all stood still with their hands tied, silent.

"Hey, you finally came out. You didn't show up in the two animal hordes. This time you can't hold back anymore." The sleepy old man in the rough linen green robe suddenly stood up, with a hideous look on his face. smile.

The next moment, a thick golden streamer suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire hall in a golden splendor, but immediately after the golden light dissipated, the old man in the rough linen green robe disappeared without a trace.

"Sovereign, could it be that in this beast horde, there really are monsters with transformed forms?" The crowd didn't just disperse, but stared at the old man in his fifties solemnly, and asked.

This person is the current Suzerain of the Beilan Sect, Daoist Qing Huan, who has held the position of the Suzerain of the Beilan Sect for 300 years.

With some envy, he glanced at the dissipated golden light, and Qinghuan Daoist sighed in his heart, thinking that he had stepped into the golden elixir Dzogchen realm 100 years ago, and he was only short of being able to condense the nascent soul and achieve the great way.

It's a pity that his success fell short in the end. Now that he is five hundred years old, he has already given up his further plans. The road to cultivation is like this, and it has always been a single-plank bridge.

Some people can get through it easily and see the beautiful scenery on the other side of the bridge, but more people fall under the single-plank bridge, and the fairy road is cut off.

Daoist Qing Huan was also a heavenly figure back then, he condensed the golden core in just 120 years, and became one of the few people who had the most hope to condense the Nascent Soul in the millennium of the Beilan Sect. Unfortunately, after that, he practiced hard for nearly [-] years, See all the ups and downs in the world.

Although his cultivation had reached the Golden Core Great Perfection realm a hundred years ago, which was only a line away from Yuanying Dao, it was precisely this line, which was like a ravine of thousands of miles, that made him stop at the front and could not go any further.

After his lifespan exceeded [-] years, he had completely given up on advanced Nascent Soul, and only thought about self-cultivation and nurturing his offspring. In this way, he could still live for more than a hundred years until he died.

Sighing softly, Daoist Qing Huan said: "From the words of the Third Supreme Elder before he left, it is already obvious that the transformed monster is lurking in the Ten Thousand Poison Pool millions of miles deep in the Demon Field. , Thousands of years ago, it was an imperial-level Dzogchen monster. It survived the thunder calamity a hundred years ago and successfully transformed itself."

"After the transformation, I couldn't bear it anymore. Taking advantage of this beast tide, I wanted to invade our Southern Territory. That's why the third elder was furious and chose to do it himself."

"Is that the Poisonous Flood Dragon?" The many Golden Core cultivators on the side heard the words, their faces were full of horror, and they exclaimed.

"It turned out to be that poisonous dragon. The old dragon in Wandu Lake has been lurking in it for two to three thousand years, and the surrounding area of ​​Wandu Lake is also managed by it like a dragon's lake and a tiger's lair. Hearing the Ten Thousand Poison Pond, his expression changed."

"That's not true, the monsters around Wandu Lake, there are only a few emperor-level monsters, and all of them are the sons and grandsons of the old dragon who intermingled with other monsters. The Poison Pool is also close to death."

"No, 60 years ago I happened to pass by Wandu Pond. I just wanted to go around the pool, but I was targeted by an imperial monster. After a hard fight, the old man lost his arm. Under such circumstances, I was lucky enough to get away, and thinking about it now, it still makes the old man break out in a cold sweat."

"It turns out that Senior Brother Wang's arm was chopped off by the son of the poisonous flood dragon. Hey, Senior Brother Wang's arm has returned to its original state."

"Hehe, don't bother Junior Brother Bai. By chance, the old man bought a magic pill, which restored the broken arm."

"If it's really the poisonous dragon that led all the descendants of the dragon to launch the beast tide this time, then it will be troublesome."

"That's right, if it doesn't work out, the Second Elder will also leave the customs. Together with the Third Elder, maybe we can still compete with that poisonous dragon. Otherwise, our disciples of the third and fourth generations will suffer heavy casualties."

"Elder Wu, have you selected the third and fourth generation disciples who will reinforce Zisun Immortal City this time? Although Junior Brother Meng and Junior Brother He have respected the patriarch's decree and went to Zisun Immortal City to assist Junior Brother Dong in defending against the beast tide. "

"However, if you want to continue to support the protective formation of the Purple Sun Immortal City, you must not only have enough spirit stones, but also have someone to integrate and activate the formation. Therefore, you still need to send another hundred foundation builders and a thousand practitioners. Qi disciples are."

The Jindan cultivator known as Junior Brother Wu had a wicked smile on his face when he heard the words.

"Don't worry, the suzerain, the candidates have been selected, and today they will be teleported into the Purple Sun Immortal City with the two junior brothers Meng and He."

(End of this chapter)